wait for me, I am dreaming,wait for me, I am singing,wait for me. I am dyingto receive your burning

body. Lava.

**Flying in to Mexico City, March 20, 2012, Popocateptl's snowy peak-then, la Madre danced beneath my feet, no turning back, that memory of surrender. As the planets line up, May 20, 2012, that gift of FIRE, memory,ancestors. Two weeks after la Madre's dance, Popocateptl began to sing to his lover with fire and ash. Into the Sixth World...